Our Classy Mystery Story


"AHHHHHHHHH! It's going to kill meeeeeeee!" yelled Tom. The white sheet that had been "chasing" him had dropped to the ground.
Tom and I were in my basement searching for my sisters brooch. She had payed me twenty dollars to find it. I know that I hate my sister but still, who doesn't want to earn extra cash? My "brave" friend had offered to help me since he said he wasn't scared of the dark.
"Wow," I said sarcasticly, "It must take a lot of courage to come down here and scream while you're being chased by a bed sheet."
He blushed.
My sister had a big grad party tonight and asked me to find the brooch for her. Thing is she said she wouldn't pay me until i found it so that means i probably wouldn't get paid.